The Xu Family’s treasure was a tattered piece of cloth, yet it caused Wang Changsheng’s expression to turn grave and left Wang Da, Wang Er, and others utterly shocked.
Shi Hao felt a chill run down his spine as he heard endless battle cries emanating from that very cloth.
The fabric draped over the Great Elder was indeed extremely worn, wrinkled, and riddled with holes, as if on the verge of complete disintegration.
At a glance, it appeared to be a banner, stained with various traces of blood and bearing the heavy marks of time—clearly an ancient relic.
“During the final battle of the Immortal Ancient Era, this was once a battle banner of iron and blood, wielded by a True Immortal to lead all races against the endless armies of the Otherworld…” Wang Changsheng murmured to himself, even he feeling a pang of emotion.
“Indeed, it is this very banner,” the Great Elder affirmed.
Back then, this banner might have been just a symbol of war, but later, its significance changed entirely. Immortal Kings had fallen in battle, and their shattered remains were wrapped in it and brought back.
Not just one—but two!
This spoke volumes of the sheer brutality of that final battle. Even the highest-tier combatants of this realm, the Immortal Kings, had perished, ending in defeat.
Countless lives were lost, leaving the land littered with corpses.
As a burial shroud, this banner had carried back the broken remains of two Immortal Kings, their essence blood inevitably staining its fabric.
Its material was incredibly resilient, originally woven from divine silk, and after being drenched in the most primal essence blood of Immortal Kings, it became something extraordinary.
Soon, it gained sentience!
In the end, it fell into the hands of the Xu Family, who refined it into a supreme treasure inscribed with immortal formations—something between an array and a weapon.
Nearby, many members of the Wang Family watched in silence. When an elder whispered these secrets, everyone was stunned.
Even Shi Hao’s heart trembled violently. What was this? The iron-blooded banner from the Immortal Ancient War!
The significance of this object was beyond measure. Regardless of its power, the sheer spirit it embodied was enough to shake everyone in this realm.
It was practically a chronicle of war—a relic from the past, heavy as a mountain!
No wonder the deafening battle cries echoed in his ears. This banner carried the true essence of war, born from the battlefield and soaked in the blood of countless warriors.
If the day ever came to resist the Otherworld again, this banner would undoubtedly be the most fitting to raise once more, rallying the spirits of the fallen and bathing in the blood of enemies!
Without a doubt, if this banner were to fly again, it would herald a grand event—one drenched in blood and battle!
“The Xu Family… they truly are willing to part with it,” Wang Changsheng remarked.
The Xu and Wang Families were long-standing enemies, their feud evident even in the Heavenly Deity Academy, where Princess Yao Yue and Wang Xi clashed at every turn.
Some said their enmity could be traced back to the Immortal Ancient Era!
As a long-lived family, their grudges were ancient and seemingly irreconcilable, as if bound by fate.
“It’s just a tattered old banner, ragged and worthless. What’s so special about it?” A Wang Family expert watching from afar muttered dismissively.
“Humph!” The Great Elder let out a cold snort, and that person instantly exploded into a mist of blood.
“You—!” Several of the Nine Dragons of the Wang Family paled, furious that Meng Tianzheng would dare kill one of their own right before their eyes.
“Meng Tianzheng, you are too arrogant!” Wang Er roared.
“The Wang Family remains as indifferent as ever toward the final battle of the Immortal Ancient Era. Even the sacred relic that once bore the corpses of Immortal Kings—the iron-blooded banner of our world—is mocked and disrespected,” the Great Elder said coldly.
This time, Wang Changsheng remained silent, though some of the Nine Dragons seethed with indignation.
Wang Changsheng knew the banner’s significance was immense. To someone like the Great Elder, it was a supreme sacred object, even surpassing the Ten Realms Diagram.
A battle banner stained with the blood of ancestors, a shroud for two Immortal Kings—this tattered relic represented a spirit, a soul, to certain people.
Thus, Wang Changsheng did not argue, refusing to provoke the Great Elder further on this matter, lest it invite even harsher retaliation.
“This is troublesome,” Wang Jiu murmured, sending a mental message to his more hot-tempered brothers.
“I refuse to believe this ancient banner alone can let him storm our Wang Family!” Wang Da said coldly.
“It is indeed troublesome. This banner exists between an array and a weapon. Once unfurled, even our immortal formations cannot stop it. It can carve a path through. I never expected the Xu Family to be so generous as to lend it out,” Wang Changsheng privately told his nine sons.
“Then… are we powerless against him?” Wang Er was furious, unwilling to let the Great Elder leave.
“The burial shroud of Immortal Kings, refined into a supreme treasure, can practically walk unimpeded through our formations. Combined with the Ten Realms Diagram, Meng Tianzheng could wreak havoc on our ancestral lands,” Wang Changsheng said.
Even if they managed to kill the Great Elder, the cost to the Wang Family would be unbearable.
“That old bastard! I wish I could kill him right now. Are we to let him barge into our sacred land and then watch him leave?” Wang Da fumed.
Wang Changsheng’s expression flickered before he finally seemed to reach a decision. He looked at the Great Elder and said, “Let us end this matter today. I will not pursue it further, out of respect for this battle banner. I wish to avoid bloodshed.”
The Great Elder laughed mockingly. “You respect this banner? The Wang Family’s stance on the Immortal Ancient War is questionable at best. Do you truly consider it sacred?”
From the reactions of the Wang Family disciples, he already knew the answer—hence his earlier merciless execution.
Then, his expression turned icy. “You say you won’t pursue this, as if you’re doing us a favor. But let me remind you—it is I who am pursuing justice today, coming to your doorstep to demand answers!”
“You—! Meng Tianzheng, do not overstep! This is the Wang Family! Do you think you can spout nonsense here?” Wang Er shouted.
“A place to demand answers,” the Great Elder retorted coldly, his eyes gleaming with sharp light as killing intent surged, locking onto Wang Er.
“What do you want?” Wang Changsheng finally spoke.
“Simple. I want you to restrain your descendants and swear never to target Shi Hao again,” the Great Elder said.
“You dare force my father to swear an oath?” Wang Da roared, immortal mist billowing around him. “For the sake of an ant, you make such a scene and even demand my father’s promise? On what grounds?”
The Great Elder replied coldly, “You think you’re so great, standing high above all? In my eyes, you’re merely talented. Given time, Shi Hao will surpass you!”
Then he added, “He is my disciple, just as you are Wang Changsheng’s sons. Let me make this clear: if the Wang Family ever harms Shi Hao again, I will start with the Nine Dragons—killing them one by one!”
His words rang like thunder, shaking the entire ancient land, heard by all within tens of thousands of miles, causing an uproar.
Who was this, daring to threaten the Wang Family?
“Brother Dao, you go too far,” Wang Changsheng said.
“This time, my word is iron. If the Wang Family crosses this line again, I will slaughter without mercy. At least a few of the Nine Dragons will fall!” The Great Elder’s voice boomed like thunder.
Everyone finally realized who it was.
“It’s Meng Tianzheng!”
“The Great Elder of the Heavenly Deity Academy!”
“He’s standing up for Shi Hao, even threatening our ancestor!”
The tension was palpable, a world-shaking battle imminent.
“For this, you stormed my Wang Family? Why not send a letter?” Wang Changsheng asked.
“Father!” Wang Da could barely contain his fury, feeling his father was too passive.
“If I had sent a letter, would you have listened? You’d have tried to suppress me regardless,” the Great Elder said coldly.
“I’ve had some recent insights. Let us exchange three or four moves. If I lose, I will comply with your demands,” Wang Changsheng proposed.
“Fine. But there’s one more thing—your family must pay a price for targeting my disciple. This cannot be overlooked,” the Great Elder said.
“What else do you want?” Wang Changsheng’s voice turned icy.
He was barely restraining himself. If not for his fear of the burial shroud, the Ten Realms Diagram, and the safety of his sons, he would have already struck.
“Well, what do you want?” The Great Elder turned to Shi Hao.
Shi Hao’s heart swelled with emotion. The Great Elder was truly awe-inspiring, daring to confront Wang Changsheng so boldly in his own territory.
“I… would like to see the *Peace-Shattering Art*,” Shi Hao said.
The entire Wang Family erupted in fury.
Even Wang Changsheng’s lips twitched slightly.
Wang Da and Wang Er were incensed. A mere youth, daring to demand their clan’s supreme scripture? Impossible!
The *Peace-Shattering Art* was peerless, one of the three greatest sword arts since ancient times, an invincible scripture.
In the early Immortal Ancient Era, this art alone had repelled the forces of the Otherworld, ushering in an era of peace—hence its name.
This alone proved its terrifying might and glorious legacy!
“That is impossible,” Wang Changsheng said coldly.
“Not possible?” Shi Hao sighed regretfully.
The Great Elder was also speechless. This was practically asking for the Wang Family’s life. If they insisted, Wang Changsheng would fight to the death.
“Choose another condition. Actually, let me decide for you,” the Great Elder said, fearing Shi Hao might make another outrageous demand.
After some negotiation, the two finally clashed!
They did not use the Ten Realms Diagram or the battle banner but fought bare-handed, testing their true strength.
“I’ve had some recent insights. Be careful!” Wang Changsheng warned coldly as he struck.
Everyone shuddered, fearing the aftershocks of his supreme power, yet also burning with curiosity—what peerless technique would he display?
Yet, they were all disappointed.
Wang Changsheng’s attack held no divine fluctuations, no vast interweaving of laws. It was serene, almost casual—his right hand forming a crane’s beak as he struck toward the Great Elder.
What kind of move was this? Not some legendary divine ability!
But the Great Elder’s reaction stunned everyone. His expression turned grave as he watched his opponent, then slowly raised his right leg like a tiger’s tail, lashing toward the crane’s beak.
“This…”
The crowd was speechless. Was this a peak-level duel? Their moves seemed so ordinary, devoid of power or order.
Next, Wang Changsheng moved like a spirit ape, throwing a punch.
The Great Elder responded as if embracing the moon, redirecting the force.
“What is Father doing? Why not crush him with the *Peace-Shattering Art*?” Wang Da muttered.
Only Wang Jiu remained solemn, his breath nearly stopping as he watched. He saw the truth and whispered, “They’ve simplified the profound, condensing the myriad Daos into a single move. This is a contest of supreme techniques!”
“What… what are you saying, Ninth Brother?” Wang Da’s heart pounded.
“Though it looks ordinary, Father’s first move alone fused several killing techniques of the Ten Fiends. How is that not dangerous?” Wang Jiu said gravely.
Then, he fell silent, feeling suffocated.
The two had already exchanged three moves.
“I don’t see any power in these attacks,” Wang Da said, puzzled.
But then, his expression changed. A massive mountain behind him cracked and exploded.
Not just him—the entire Wang Family paled. How could their sacred mountain shatter?
This immortal land had ten thousand spirit mountains, each inscribed with immortal runes. Yet now, one had crumbled.
Everyone understood. Wang Changsheng and the Great Elder’s duel, though seemingly effortless, held unimaginable power!
If unleashed fully, it would shatter heaven and earth, destroying everything!
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